Lulled Into Mediocrity

I started feeling lazy before spring break ever started. I gave up cable a long time ago, but I made the mistake of stumbling upon Lifetime movies on YouTube. I had no idea that I would get so addicted that fast. I drove home today debating on what I would write about or even if I would write, and a commercial made me think of where some of us are. How many of you believe that you can start and sustain a habit in 90 days? Some say 21 days, but I believe in the 90-day turnaround. At least until this week. For over a year I lifted weights consistently four days a week, and I was eating healthy in order to maintain my results. Stress came in, and I switched the weights and healthy eating for walks outside and eatin treats inside. For awhile the two balanced each other out, but this winter’s love affair with shrimp and grits has caught up with me. I am now trying to get back into weight lifting, but it seems like an arduous journey ahead of me. The same with writing. Today I realized that I have completed three months of blogs, essentially 90 days. I was tempted to toot my own horn until today when I sluggishly told myself I didn’t feel like writing, nor did I see how I could continue this for the next 9 months. Oh, I know how. Didn’t I just write a blog called Pregnant with Promise? I guess I will consider this the beginning of my gestation period and recognize that God still has a lot for me to explore through writing. In addition, it’s not writers block that has caused me to be sluggish. It’s wanting to be sedentary and lazy. There…I admitted it. My double whammy for the day was that I am not physically strong because I became lazy and I have slacked on writing because I am lazy. I lifted weights last night, but I was much weaker than before. I am writing right now, but the ideas aren’t flowing as fast as they usually do. I have been lulled into a state of mediocrity, and the same distractions are the root cause: social media, couch time, and TV. As I drove home today I reflected on where I was exactly one year ago. After dealing with a possible diagnosis of sleep apnea, I had one foot into depression. I stood at the edge, toe in, and had to make a decision not to fall into it. Today I stand at the edge of laziness and mediocrity. A desire to do better, but also wondering do I really have to go back to working in two areas as hard as I once did. I don’t want to say yes, but I have to. I heard several messages prior to the new year that God will allow you to live at the level where you are comfortable. If you strive for more, He will give you more by opening more doors. If you want less, He will allow you to live at a standard that is lower than what He originally had for you with fewer open doors and fewer opportunities. In other words, you get what you work for with additional blessings added by God’s hand. Here I am. Not depressed nor stressed, just lazy. Am I going to go for the gold, or will I sit idly in the stands wishing to be on the winner’s platform? I’m going for the gold...at least for the next 90 days.